Caroline's POV...After about thirty minutes, we have finished cleaning ourselves and was now sitting in the dining room with my dad while waiting for the housekeeper to prepare the extra set of breakfast for Atlas.There was a happy smile spread across my dad's face as his eyes never stop looking at us.My eyes were held low, my face was still in crimson red. Looking at how dad smiled at us, I was very sure that aunt already told them everything she saw in my room just now.I think Atlas sensed my embarrassment and smiled slightly before he took my hand and gave me a gentle squeeze, telling me silently that he is here with me and nothing to worry about.Atlas let go of my hand when the housekeeper came out from the kitchen, walking towards us. He took the glass of orange juice in front of him and took a small sip, trying to hide his embarrassed expressionAunt placed the plate in front of him and smirked.She leaned closer to me to whispered softly into my ear. "I didn't know... our
Caroline's POV...Slowly and reluctantly, I uncovered my face. I blinked, closed my eyes, and squinted again. Streaks of sunlight penetrated the window and blinded me."Ah!" A soft winch escaped my lips as I felt the resistance of moving my body. Last night, he was very gentle... but because we did it... again and again, my body was struggling with the soreness.It was already 3 when I glanced at the clock before we go to sleep. I stretched my neck and glanced at the pillow beside me. But where is he?Somehow I managed to sit up, dragged my feet off the bed, and rubbed my knuckles onto my eyes. "Little thief. Where are you?" I called out, stretching my arms above my head, yawning.No response!"Yah. Where are you?" I called out again, peeking at the bathroom. But the door was open so he wasn't there.I took my phone before I went downstairs and searched in every corner of the house. But he wasn't there.Could he be in the garden? I opened the door and rushed outside. As soon as I took
Atlas's POV..."Atlas. Who told you I missed school? Eve?" Caroline asked, smiling at me. She was smiling all these while. Indeed she was so happy today. And I am glad that she was.But I do not think she will be able to smile like this after a while. And I am already feeling guilty about that. I took a deep breath to fill my lungs with air before I looked at her calmly. "Isn't it obvious?""It is." She replied, looking around, scanning the area.We were sitting on the bleachers in the basketball court of the school. There was no one around us, it was empty and somewhat dark."It is, right? She told me about something that she should not." I said and clutched my sweaty hands together as she held my gaze.She drew puzzles in her blank face. "What? What else did she say?" She tilted her head.I pursed my lips, forcing smile. "Well, let's not talk about her." I paused and stared deep into her eyes. "I told you... to be my good friend today. Not a good wife.""Yeah. And?" She asked, raisin
Caroline's POV..."Atlas. Where are we going?" I asked Atlas, looking outside through the glass of the car. He was not driving to our home.He maintained a straight face and continued driving as if I was no one or just an invisible human. He is behaving like an arrogant pig now."Yah. Answer me." I glared at him and that made him chuckle silently. "You will know it soon anyway. Why are you shouting?" Whenever he drives, he looks extra hot and it makes me want to jump onto him. But no. Control, Caroline.Okay, I can control. But I can not stop staring at him. "What again? Am I looking too delicious?" He sneered."No. Not at all." I squinted. This guy has something on me. He always knows how to make me smile. I was crying like a baby there and he pulled me in his arms. Then every single pain flew away. He has his magic on me.After a long time, he stopped the car. Before I could look around to check the place, he tied a blindfold around my head. "Yah. What are you doing?" I asked as I s
Caroline's POV. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."She is the one. My would-be wife Princess Tessa!"The moment I heard Henry saying it, I froze on my position. The floor beneath my feet felt cold and soft, not as much as even a firm carpet, but not right for oak planks. And it seemed to be disappeared along with the world around me."Hey, Atlas. Meet her. She is Tessa!" The only voice I could hear was most probably Henry's.Tessa! How was it possible? Was I seeing things? Was I hearing things? He, Henry is going to marry her!My mind was swirling, my breaths were shallow. My heart still was beating, but against a chest that felt hollow. My eyes still could see, yet the world that was so close around me seemed so far away.I was spellbound until Henry came in front of me and spoke with his clam voice. "Caroline, you know her. I don't think I need to introduce her to you.""Of course, she knows me," Tessa said as she smiled wickedly and took steps towards me. "She is my sister. Twin sis
“Caroline?"Just as I was about to apply my final coat of eyeliner, I was interrupted by my uncle Mr. Xander's voice, shouting my name. He brought me a stunning gown and told me to get ready. We'd probably go out to eat for lunch.It was my twentieth birthday today. Orphanage life was far away from where I am right now. It was a cramped space, about the size of a small closet.Because they thought I was a psychopath, they kept me in solitary confinement. Just a nice way of saying I beat the snot out of everyone who irritated or annoyed me. Everyone called me a monster, including myself. When I was eighteen, a man who claimed to be my uncle showed up at the orphanage and introduced himself as Mr. Xander. He insisted on being descended from my father's family.The results of a basic background check confirmed the suspicions. To be honest, I still had my doubts. He explained that he had taken care of me when my father died, but I ran away from home at the age of four, and that's how I wo
It was hard to concentrate on my walk since I was so distracted by the roar of city traffic. Despite all my exhaustion, my head was still pounding, and I had absolutely nowhere to go.Above all, the weather was deteriorating and it was really dark. After a few minutes of walking, I was fatigued and decided to take a break under a tree.As I rested my head against the tree's trunk and closed my eyes, I heard a whisper ringing inside my head. “I am sorry. Everything is happening because of me.”These remarks were the last thing I heard before fainting in the room, It was strange how familiar the voice sounded, yet I couldn't recall when I first heard it.Just as I was drifting off to sleep, a sudden blast of laughing startled me and nearly caused me to jump out of my skin. I was happy when I didn't see anyone, but then I realized it was already midnight, and I'd have to spend the night here. Sometimes, I couldn't help but chuckle about what I was going through.As of right now, the mise
Sighing, I replayed everything that had just occurred in my mind... As strange as it was, I couldn't help but wonder why on earth I was strolling through a forest... in the middle of the night... between two weirdos. It's possible that I longed to be duped. They told me that they were transporting me to Mystic Lake and that it was situated on the far side of Redwood Forest. Julie told me that the witches who lived so close to the lake kept regular people away from the area. The reason the witches lived here was revealed to me by Ryder, who entered the discussion. “It's a short walk to the water for them. They increase their magical skills by drinking the water from Mystic Lake. - In addition, the forest offers good cover from witch hunters.” Nodding my head in agreement, I realized what he meant. However, I was only able to concentrate on one thought at a time. I can't wait to see my mother for real this time. My heart surged with anticipation and pleasure as a crisp breeze blew